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Letras:Unwritten Law. Here's To The Mourning. F.i.g.h.t..

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i heard you where concerned with my life
i heard you have allot to say (what the fuck and thanks for nothing)
i'm gonna do it if it feels right
i'm gonna do it anyway (what the fuck and thanks for nothing)

i'm saying
don't say i'm (not) alive
use me, confuse me ( / im used, confused/confuse them)
still put nothing good fight
still put nothing good

f.i.g.h.t... fight, fight, fight
f.i.g.h.t... fight, fight, fight

everybody thinks they know my problems
everybody knows what's best for me (what the fuck and thanks for nothing)
don't think what anyone can solve them
don't think there's anyone but me (what the fuck and thanks for nothing)

well i'm saying
don't say i'm (not) alive
use me, confuse me ( / im used, confused/confuse them)
still put nothing good fight
still put nothing good

don't say i'm (not) alive
use me, confuse me ( / im used, confused/confuse them)
still put nothing good fight
still put nothing good

f.i.g.h.t .. fight, fight, fight
f.i.g.h.t .. fight, fight, fight
fight, fight
fight, fight
fight, fight

wa oh oh

don't say i'm (not) alive
use me, confuse me ( / im used, confused/confuse them)
still put nothing good fight
still put nothing good

don't say i'm (not) alive
use me, confuse me ( / im used, confused/confuse them)
still put nothing good fight
still put nothing good